NATURAL DISASTER here....................no not my life but a real genuine natural disaster.A earthquake shook up the town about 90 minutes ago .We didn't even feel it but we're woked up by the sirens ( or as I say it in hillbilly ' sigh-reens ') of the fire engines and police cars ( or in 'billy po-leece corz ' ) going down the stret . My gf even thought there'd
been something like a terrorist attack . The quake was actually from Illinois north of here affecting everywhere within 200 miles of it .Am glad we weren't swallowed up by mother earth ..............
Things are still going fine here. As Buck Owens once said in a song " And nothing else matters darlin cause we're together again "

Not only is Karin back but the crib has it's old warm homey feeling back . After a month of it seeming as cold as ice it's now a home where you can relax and be yourself again! Going to be one intense day for moi .See the analyst , work at the coutry club , then go into the hotel till about 1 AM . Ofcourse will be checking in all day with Karin , she's home today but will be busy too having to see her Doc and get a hair cut . May even go over to her family's insurance agency do some computer stuff for them . Those middle aged people are as bad as moi on the machine !

Lonnie and Cindy are taking her out tonite . Don't mean to sound corny but friends in need are friends.......................
I worked 2 days this week friend Frieda's coffee place/used bookstore ( the usually empty bookstore soon to be a yoga studio) that I have written about in the regular blog area .Was fun , especially the second day when the trouble at home had ended .Always nice to see new places even if there in the town you've been staying in for 15 years now . In this case meaing the world of a university and acadmic people . Also got a good lesson in life , namely that I am not the only person that has had a hard time coming up and that even if your from money life can really be so f*cking hard and frustrating .
Frieda's place is over by the university which is a fun area. The knd of place I don't have much experience with

The energy really hits you full of young people always coming and going along with a jillion peoel on mountain bikes & 10-speeds , bookstores new and used , coffee places,and diners . Always seems to be new signs up for everything from sports & concerts to classes for tai chi or some new religion too. A whole lot differnt from back in the hills of Lawrence County where I was born .No students , bookstores or signs for concerts . Mainly just the gorgeous Pine Mountains with there pine and poplar trees and those absolutely beautiful white birch trees that usually grow 2-3 together .Along with ofcourse snake churches, trailers, old wood houses some covered with tar shingles ,and the more I think about it abandoned gas stations . Or the West End slum here in the big city with blocks and blocks of empty store fronts , abandonend cars , and a eerie feeling of danger and life stagnating in the air .

But then again has turned out some people as beautiful as the Pine Mountains themselves back home ........like me

No ! I actually mean others some of whom I have writen about here .
Frieda's place fits in real good in the college area . Originally she wanted it to have this beatnick aura where students , old counter culture types like aged betnicks & hippies along with todays poetry lovers could meet .But didn't turn out that way , maybe it was since she painted the walls a brite warm feeling yellow instead of just leaving them white and dirty from years of neglect and bringing in potted plants that killed her beatnick place dream .Now it's got a upscale college atmosphere. Frieda while still having things like poetry slams doesn't mind though since the place except for the used book store is bringing in good money
Moi always has a good time working there. In the past wud have seen it as torture having to be around what ignorant ass moi wud have seen as eggheads & dorks .But now go I in with a fun attitude and actually get excited hearing the students and profesors at the various tables talking about the various subjects .Not that I could ever do that but it's fun to hear and like listening to some people at the hotel hope to pick up some knowledge . Must confess though at the risk of offending all computerites do tune out the computer professors and students since it's all way to complicated for this girl . All there talk of gigawatts , microbitts , linkus, and mother boards ( which when I first heard it thought was a round about way to say mothe f*cker

) can give me a headache real easily .

Have some regulars there too just like at the bar at the hotel who are right nice .Like these 2 nice professors in there 50's -60's who call me THE BAREFOOT PRINCESS since I usually won't be wearing shoes unless am working the counter .
Dressing up in a funky way is part of the fun of working there. Going barefoot ( even though it leads to big round holes in socks & like magic white socks becoming black socks or like this week ruining 2 pair of
pantyhose in 2 days ) goes with my fantasy I am back in 1960 hanging around with beatnicks so way ahead of the rest of society and when being a outlaw meant you were really were a outlaw not like now when white suburban kid dress hip hop and think there a gangbanger .

.Along with that dressing funky , never wud wear clothes from the MARILYN KING COLLECTION when working there

. This week it was a over -sized blue check shirt and black skirt one day , then on other a red bandana tied to the back of my head , white jean jacket , old green T shirt , & short jean cut-offs.
Also heard one of the student help talk about her crappy life which while can make you said is also useful to completely selfish and narcisistic moi since it reminds me I am not the only person whose had it rough . Don't ever want to go back to feeling like I am the only person on the planet with troubles since that only makes it all the worse since you feel even more isoalted and doomed.Not to mention being so caught up in yourself you completely insenstive to the pain of others

Also after years of psych wards and shrinks/counselors gets me thinking how unless you want to stay feeling like dog poop you better get cracking and fight back

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The person was a girl named Allison , about 20 and a goth dressed both days in black with piercings from her eyebrows to nose to lips .Huge too with a real sad aura too her.Good worker though unlike most everyone else who works there

. During a slow period the last day she just up and unloaded on me and it went from bad to worse. Was adopted feeling terrible about it , like she'd been thrown away for not being good enough to keep . I told her being adopted isn't so bad since you got parents who wanted you , good lord I wud have loved to have had that happen to me since it wud have ( unless my adopted parents were something like seriel killers) meant a better life. Also mentioned Ying Ying our little angel from China adpoted by some folks here who is loved to death . But that didn't impress her, she then told me how her adpoted mom only adopted her since she was to scared to go thru labor and have kids on her own.She didn't sound like any nuturer, being from a rich family the woman didn't have to work and spent most of her time at the gym staying in shape, getting drunk & high , and watching the soaps .
As she went on learned they stayed in the east end which is rich people's land .Had a below ground swimming pool , abrand new car of her own at 16 , she's been everywhere it seemed like Europe, China, Israel ,and the Caribean.But still family life was crap .Her dad was never around and ditched them all for a younger woman then moved off to a foreign country and she never heard from him again .Her older brother Mark sounded like a colossal mess who wud fit in real good with my people

. Being a high school drop out who had major drug issues including H .Things all really went to hell when her mom remarried when Allison was 14 to this aged hippy type who was also rich but had all these mega psych issues .Although living someone with bipolar disorder and paranoia is not easy ( my sister Lori sure wasn't and she had both too) the worst part was his daughter Tovah whose Allison's age .
She was crazyer then even my sister Lori . At 16 Tovah was sleeping with the much older married neighbor then when he dropped her she went to the cops complaining of statuatory r**** and the man was locked up and later because of the shame committed suicide . She then started f*cking with her own step brother Mark who was 18 and under law here a adult . But according to Allison even though things were fine this vile little snake for fun went to the cops now saying he was molesting her and no surprise he went to prison .Something which is never easy but must have been a living hell for a rich white kid who grew up with a pool in the backyard .When the poor fool got out his step-sister came onto him again and then called the parole people saying he was stalking her so back inside Mark went .

The mom did divorce the man though , is now seeing a guy who was a lawyer but had been sent to prison and lost his license . And I thought I had terrible taste in men ...........
But Allison's biggest worry was her weight , although maybe 5'5" she had to weigh 200 pounds looking like a old medicine ball with legs and alot of piercings !. She tryed claiming to be on a diet but noticed how she gobbled 4 cookies & egg salad sandwich in her 6 hours with moi . She stared weeping about how she feels so teribble about being fat and thinks everyone hates her ,her own fitness and apearence crazed mom even calls her "Piggy" as a nickname .How kind !
I can relate , your suppossed to be thin but don't think she understands just being thin does NOT automatically bring happyness.She asked how I stay thin and then all I could do was laff saying something like " First you hate yourself and get the idea being thin will make you good and then you get so fanatic about it you become a full fledged anorexic & bulimic then almost die . After that since you don't want to end up big like your mom and sisters you are paranoid about over -eating then you have troubles with your gf and don't eat for weeks dropping 16 pounds " .The poor girl was speechless.
Allison talked more and more about her troubles and I felt so bad for her When she left I hugged her telling not to give up hope for a better life and maybe find a shrink . Do believe me being nice may have briten up her life for a few minutes but she told me how shrinks haven't helped and she's been seeing them steady since she 7 years old . I guess at some point she'll have to decide to take the bull by the horns and decide to help herself . I sure hope so ! Being me as insane , scarred inside , and selfish as I am doesn't seem so bad either !
Off now to my ultra intense day . Know this post is full of the more then the usual typos but will try to correct them from work later today .
Heading out in the white jean jacket along with tank dress that has a black top and long paisly dark brown skirt . At the country club there uniform of a white blouse and Kelly green jumper dress along with nude thigh tops and brown flats . At the hotel the black cocktail waitress dress and black flats .
Alive in spite of myself and looking at the world .........